Looking at the road ahead, the snow was still there, and on the bare poplar branches on the roadside, groups of sparrows stayed listlessly. In winter, there was no food or insects, and the sparrows were very sad.

When passing by the vegetable garden, some carrots from somebody were frozen in the snow. There was a little green in the yellowed cherry blossoms. Ma Xiaole felt that this might be the only life in the four fields. He couldn't help but squat down and pluck the carrots and cherry blossoms. This action alarmed a hare hidden in the haystack next to him. He roared up with a "sweeping" sound, and then ran away with a glance.

"It's a day, it's good if there's a dog," Ma Xiaole stood up and sighed at the hare who disappeared from sight in an instant.

Speaking of dogs, Ma Xiaole remembered Ah Huang. When he was still a child, he would take Ah Huang to chase hares on snowy days every winter, and never fail any day. At least he could take one back. But now, Ah Huang is gone, and he is very depressed.

Thinking of Ah Huang, Ma Xiaole accelerated his pace and quickly walked into the orchard. He decided to bury a grave for Ah Huang.

The house in the orchard is clean, the yard is clean, the chicken coop and duck pen are also very good, and although there is not much grain left in the food trough, it can be seen that people come to feed them every day.

The place where Ah Huang was tied was no longer like it, and there was no trace of it. Ma Xiaole was walking around the yard. After looking carefully, he still didn't find anything. However, in the tool shed, he saw Ah Huang's dog leash. The rope that he had held in his hand countless times made him feel sad.

With a "wow", Ma Xiaole put one end with the iron ring on the ground, closed his eyes and dragged it away. The sound of "beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered beef scattered with the other end of the rope he was holding.

"Xiaole, I'm going home for dinner," Ma Changgen's voice broke out outside the courtyard gate. Since Ma Xiaole went to the village, he has become so strong that he even speaks in front of branch secretary Fan Baofa.

Ma Xiaole was shocked, and looked at Ma Changgen walking in swayingly, saying, "Dad, I want to bury a grave for Ah Huang,"

Ma Changgen saw Ma Xiaole dragging the dog leash in dismay, and his heart suddenly fell into a deep mood, "Okay, A Huang, this dog is a good dog," he said, and after that, he walked straight into the house, and came out again after a while, holding a dog skin in his hand, "Xiaole, this is A Huang's, I'm keeping it. Someone paid 50 yuan and I didn't sell it,"

Ma Xiaole looked at Ah Huang's dog skin and choked up instantly, but he held back his tears and started to work with Ma Changgen to the east side of the orchard, digging a pit to bury Ah Huang's skin and the dog leash together.

Everything was done, Ma Xiaole and Ma Changgen walked back to the village silently, and they smiled until they met an acquaintance at the entrance of the village and greeted him warmly.

"Xiaole, let's stop being sad for Ah Huang. Let's go. Life is good. Your mother and I are still waiting to enjoy your blessings." Ma Changgen looked at Ma Xiaole with a smile.

Ma Xiaole also came back to his senses from the sadness, "Yes, Dad, you and your mother, just wait. The days of enjoying happiness are coming later, and there is also the second treasure. I think he is also very clever, and he will definitely be a seedling in the future."

Okay, just like that, the father and the other two entered the house happily. Hu Aiying had already prepared dinner, with fish and meat. Ma Xiaole insisted on tearing off the Maotai wine and drinking it, but Ma Changgen refused to say that although he had arrived in the village now, he could not ignore it. After the New Year, he had to invite the cadres from all over the village to sit at home and treat them with good wine.

Ma Xiaole thought it made sense, so he put the Maotai back and drank the old soju wine, which felt that the taste was still the same.

A sumptuous supper may only appear on the evenings at the end of the New Year. This is Ma Xiaole’s impression. Although he has been in the countryside for a long time and has eaten more sumptuously at the banquet, at this moment, at home, facing the few dishes of local dishes on the table, he still has that kind of mark.

This mark emerges from the heart to a kind of ironing warmth, slowly rising up a kind of indescribable comfort, which makes people feel moved and excited. Ma Xiaole was really happy. After drinking a few more cups, Ma Changgen couldn't control his mouth and held the bottle of wine and did not let go. At this time, Hu Aiying would scold him like usual. Seeing the family happily reunited, she was afraid that she would not have time to taste the satisfaction.

After dinner, as long as you go to bed, you will wake up tomorrow morning and it will be the 29th day of the New Year.

On the 29th day of the New Year, each family has to prepare the New Year’s goods together. Needless to say, the food is eaten. Peanuts, melon seeds, and candy cubes are absolutely indispensable at home. Relatives and neighbors come to pay New Year’s greetings, and more or less each person will get points. On this day, there is another particularly important thing, which is to paste Spring Festival couplets, sweep the house dust, and clean the house, and everything is like new.

Ma Xiaole put down his bowl of rice, said hello to Hu Aiying, and left while touching his belly. Ma Changgen was drunk and was already lying on the table and fell asleep.

After leaving the house, the relaxed and comfortable feeling that had never been seen before came to my heart. The old guy below was normal, and it seemed to be more exciting than before. With work, Ma Xiaole was also particularly satisfied. After all, he went to the township government compound.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I felt, and I had no scruples on my lips. "I beat the drum tightly and slowly beat the gong, stop the gong and listen to the singing, and sing all kinds of gossip. I have heard that I have touched the 18th touch, and reached out to touch the silk on my face, and the dark clouds flew all over the sky..."

Ma Xiaole sang again, but fortunately, just after two touches, a cold wind blew into his neck, and he shivered and stopped. He stood alert and looked around. Fortunately, no one noticed it.

It was at this stop that Ma Xiaole's heart suddenly ripped, because he happened to see Erlenzi holding a fire twister, looking at the sparks stupidly. When he saw Erlenzi, he naturally thought of Liu Shuying and the little things before. Liu Shuying's goodness suddenly came over like surging waves, overwhelming.

The impulse in his heart made Ma Xiaole feel the temple bulging. He wanted to run to Liu Shuying's house, hugged her and cried, and then, as gratitude, made her live a happy life in the fog. Of course, that was impossible. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he felt that it should be nothing to go to Liu Shuying's house and visit him.

When she walked to the gate of Liu Shuying's yard, she happened to pack up the soup in the stove.

"Auntie, I miss you so much," Ma Xiaole gently entered the stove and hugged Liu Shuying from behind.

"Ah," Liu Shuying wouldn't have thought that someone suddenly rushed out and hugged her, and she couldn't help but scream.

"Shuying, what's wrong?" Zhao Ruyi, who was gnawing at the main hall, heard the scream and went to the yard to ask.

"No, nothing, I saw a mouse coming to steal food," Liu Shuying was flustered and said something randomly.

Zhao Ruyi laughed, "It's the New Year, and the mouse knows that there are so many delicious foods," and then went back to the house.

Liu Shuying put down the vegetable spoon in her hand and grabbed Ma Xiaole's hand, "Xiaole, let go, don't let others see it."

"Who sees it? No one is coming now." Ma Xiaole smelled the fragrance on Liu Shuying's body, which was completely different from the fragrance on Wu Yihong's body. It was a natural and fresh fragrance that I had smelled many times.

"Aunt, I'm OK again, you don't know yet, right?" Ma Xiaole said to Liu Shuying in a pleasant tone.

"It's OK again," Liu Shuying said in surprise, "really,"

Ma Xiaole couldn't control himself anymore, thought about it, and said, "If you don't believe me, try it," and then started moving.

There are flames in the stove, and heat waves are constantly gushing out from the mouth of the chamber, which looks particularly warm in winter.

Ma Xiaole and Liu Shuying are constantly blending...

"Shuying, the bones have been gnawed, why are there no soup yet?" After a long time, Zhao Ruyi shouted in the main room.

Liu Shuying, who was resting, hurriedly replied, "Don't pay attention to adding more cold water. Boil it for a while. Now it's here. You wait, it's all right away." After saying that, she pointed to the door hurriedly and signaled that Ma Xiaole should leave quickly.

"Aunt, I have been living in the orchard this year. You can go when you have time," Ma Xiaole said, then walked out of the door with his waist and disappeared into the cold night.

Before he walked far, Ma Xiaole felt a little cold on his body and ran away. It was a cold day, it would be warmer to run.

When he ran to the orchard, he was sweating. Ma Xiaole wiped his body with a dry towel and got into the quilt. The quilt was just sunburned by Hu Aiying a few days ago. It was still very soft and warm.

Ma Xiaole shrank and motionless, resting his energy. There was still a battle at night, a battle for men, and he had to go.

It snowed again at night, "Warm before the snow, cold after the snow." The old saying is true. When Ma Xiaole put on her clothes and walked out the door, she didn't feel the cold. After walking a few more steps, the snowflakes fell.

"It's so good. It seems that this year is another good year," Ma Xiaole looked up at the sky, unable to see anything, only snowflakes fell on his face, turning into cold water.

The snow fell on Chen Xue, which had not yet been melted, and soon accumulated a layer. Ma Xiaole accelerated his pace and walked towards the village. He didn't know if Tian Xiaoe lived in a small shop, and he said he would come here, would Tian Xiaoe find someone to hide next to him, and then he would press him down at once. It would be embarrassing and might not even lose the work of the township government.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaole stopped and thought it was worth taking this risk. However, after a struggle of thought, he decided to go, because this is the dignity of a man and Tian Xiaoe cannot be looked down upon. Otherwise, he would really not be able to raise his head in front of her.

As for people, sometimes they have to let go. At this time, Ma Xiaole felt that when he returned to the village for the New Year, he would be nothing. He was not the secretary of the township government, but Ma Xiaole, a man, and he didn't think much about anything.
Chapter completed!